Axe and Tree

The axe soon forgets, but the tree always remembers I think about all the times I have been insulted, had my feelings hurt, or have been completely astonished by anger and cruelty. My reactions were emotional, certainly, but the physical response was just as traumatic, if not more so. I am sure I am notContinue reading “Axe and Tree”

philosophy vs politics

It’s been a puzzlement for a while now about how the countries that are the origin of the world’s most influential philosophies relating to equality, equanimity, communication, compassion, mindfulness, self-realization, ascendence and transcendence have developed the world’s cruelest, most sadistic, zenophobic and nationalist govenments in history. This may not be actually true as I haven’tContinue reading “philosophy vs politics”

No Longer Stuck Without a Spark

When I was a very little girl, about 8 years old, my mother became terminally ill. I was the only girl with two brothers, one 4 years younger and another 3 years older, and a father who was desparate to keep his wife, his great love, healthy and alive. I took care of my brothersContinue reading “No Longer Stuck Without a Spark”

Kill the Liver, Kill the Anger

I heard that phrase, Kill the Liver, Kill the Anger, the other day and it struck me as very interesting. Having had several alcoholics in my life over the years, I thought I’d look a bit deeper. According to Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM), the liver is the organ of anger and, along with the gallbladder, controlsContinue reading “Kill the Liver, Kill the Anger”

Specifically YES, Generally NO

Other than the time spent here, I don’t spend time posting on social media. I do spend time observing, both the post of friends and family but also the reels and videos posted worldwide that find their way to my page. I do see a lot of good – healthy, happy babies born into lovingContinue reading “Specifically YES, Generally NO”

dreams of a small child still

the first dream in memory is that of a bull chasing me through the house around each corner through each door but never outside where a bull should be. then needles, long needles someone unknown to me piercing my eyes repeatedly. another progressed each time i slept. for months i dreamed of an immense luminousContinue reading “dreams of a small child still”